NOOOOOOO I WANTED TO SLEEP TONIGHT WHY IS WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND

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NOOOOOOO I WANTED TO SLEEP TONIGHT WHY IS WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND
10-30-18 sick day
i only slept for 4 hours
Uneasy Sleep
(From this ask)
No, not this, not this again.
It was years ago, she died years ago, but he can still feel the the heavy despair clinging in the air of the small two room cottage, he can still smell the putrid metallic tang of blood clinging to the air around him. He can still see his naked wife’s body lying ragged and beaten on the ground, blood pooling around her as his sweet, beautiful, daughter lie in shambles a few feet away.
He’s screaming, but he can’t hear himself scream and he’s ripping his hair out and maker that should be him.
Then he hears the timid voice of Leto, soft and fragile in the midst of the dream, pulling him out.
He wakes with a start, almost throwing himself from the bed as he sits up, eyes wide and panicked as he gasps for breath.
”I…" His voice trembles, and he gulps, unable to steady himself. "I am here.”
Leto jumps backward when Danarius awakens so suddenly. He did not expected that to work. Now he is really at a loss for what to do. The elf's mind races, but he does his best not to let his panic show. What would his mother do?
Wetting his lips, the young servant slowly moves closer to his master again. "What... Were you dreaming about, Master?" he timidly asks. It was usually how his mother handled his nightmares. Of course, he couldn't be as... Tender with Danarius, but that didn't mean he couldn't try to be helpful.